Zemen Selah
Character
NAME: Zemen Selah
FACTION: None
RANK: N/A
SPECIES: Human
[SIZE=9pt]AGE: 21
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5’11
WEIGHT: 195
EYES: Purple
HAIR: Red
SKIN: Brown
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:[/SIZE]
+ Force Connection: He has a strong connection in the force.
+ Agile: He is agile from his years spent in the undercity and running.
- Physicality: Zemen lacks physical strength
[SIZE=9pt]- Overprotective: Will put his life on the line for ones he cares about, even if it means his own death.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]- Light Sensitivity: His eyes are weak to light[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]- Greed: Zemen is greedy but not for money, but for recognition[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]- Tunnel Vision: In the midst of fights he may focus on one target so much that he looses focus of his surroundings[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]Appearance: Zemen is a young human with Dark Brown skin, and long red hair that reaches to about the middle of his back. His eyes are a light purple that go well with his Caramel brown skin. Zemen is in great shape from his life as a street rat, even though he is on the lean side. His body is adorned in scars from his rough childhood with most being on his chest and back. You’re lucky to catch Zemen wearing a shirt as his usual attire is nothing but a jacket and pants.[/SIZE]
BIOGRAPHY:
Can you imagine being raised in a home where both parents only see you as a nuisance or a bargaining chip? Maybe a home where you had a happy family where you all got to spend time together, sitting around watching holodramas together? Well guess what I never had that! I never knew who my parents were besides hearing how they were great jedi and how much would be expected out of me and my siblings. It’s sickening! Having to live in the shadow of the one’s who came before you. I couldn’t take it anymore so at the age of seven I escaped the jedi temple running away from the fate my father tried to force upon me.
I’m not gonna lie and say life was easy. Especially being seven and living in the streets. My escape had led me to the Coruscant underground where I had to make my living like all the other street vermin. By stealing and hustling others out of their money. Oh how many people I crossed. I’m sure even now many are still hunting for that weird purple eyed kid.
Once I reached my teenage years I had no choice but to start selling spice to get by. Not something I wanted to do, but it was a necessity. It brought money in and helped keep me fed. Life had finally become easy and I had sank into my lot in life. I would never be nothing more than a criminal. I had no clue where my father and mother were, or how my siblings were fairing with the jedi. To be honest I didn’t care either. Though this was before the Sith took over. Everything became a nightmare when the Sith took over, and the jedi could do nothing to stop them. I watched as the people I had made friends with got caught up in the aftermath and perishing. But that wouldn’t be me. I had to survive and I did.
[SIZE=10pt]KILLS:[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]None[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]BOUNTIES COLLECTED:[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]None[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]ROLE-PLAYS:[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]Shadow Hulk: Zemen accompanies Hk-36 on a mission for the Omega [/SIZE]Protectorate[SIZE=9pt] [/SIZE]